The dirt is broken up. The seeds are in the ground. The rain keeps persisting. The sunny days are still too few and come like gifts. In the mean time a number of poems like seeds will go out into the world.

This year I hope to see the publication of slow erosions, a chapbook in which all the poems are written in active collaborations with poet Arlene Ang.

And The Inflectionist Review just accepted four pieces, one of which is a poem written in collaboration with poet Linda King. They will also publish a poem inspired by music of Jason Zumpano in issue 6. And a few poems in issue 7.
I hope to see a few more things come to fruition this year. And hopefully some more time dedicated to writing.